They ask how I'm doing I tell em alright

There's Wooda there's Rich there's Z there Shi

OK

They want a piece of the pie

But don't know the shit that I put on the line OK

I'm in Louisville I'm breaking ha spine

I'm lying I never did nothing out here

I'm the **** that they saw as a kid grow from nothing and turn it to something out here

No more besties yea that shit first the birds

I ain't taking no one else for they word

When it's me I just get left on the curb

She doing good supreme superb

You get some money the problems emerge

And a year ago I was just labeled a nerd

I'm that **** I don't know what you heard

Now it's me and Dejon riding with Lil Swerve

Had a baddie in Cinci

They pay double I walk in the building

Livvy told me is that how I get it

Like bro and nem know if I'm rocking I'm living OK

My Brotha switched on me ain't get in my feelings

Selling these snacks landed right in detention

I was a shark till I saw all the fishes

I'm closing this gap that got put on my people

I'm different ****

You had paid ****

Say you help your people you ain't made ****

I was dogging hoes like it's a dame in me

Now I'm done hurting people no pain in me

Have you seen your manz down on that ground feeling

Or they put your manz down on the ground feeling

I ain't stunting no weapons that's put against me

Riding round in your city the windows tinted

I ain't done ****

The gas done filled my airways up done lost my lungs ****

Walked that stage you see that man that I become ****

What's worse than failing hearing shit talk from a bum ****

But we ain't fall I make this rap shit look so fun ****

I'm back in my roots

Haven't been like this since 2006

Nevermind I'm talking 2005

I thought if I moved I would stay out the mix

I woke up the next day I'm hearing ALRIGHT

This girl text my phone when it's only convenient

Baby come hang with Cnel for the day

I grant all of your wishes the Black Ghetto Genie

Turn into Sean if a **** gon play I go out wit a bang for I think about leaving

I might be goofy but don't get it twisted I still take your in a hoe ski mask and beanie

I haven't paid for a party since Crowd Crowd only time that I had came outta pocket

I go Ballistic on **** my shawty a Fairy I fuck you up like Mr. Crocker